Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife’s Escape

Chapter 223:

Bria’s brief moment of complacency quickly evaporated. As their car exited the hospital’s underground garage, it was abruptly blocked by two BMWs.

The men who emerged from the vehicles were familiar figures to Bria. She recognized them instantly as the ones who worked for Ewing.

After exchanging a few words with the men, the driver turned to Bria with a look of resignation and informed her, “Miss Nixon, these gentlemen work for Mr. Ewing Nixon. They insist Mr. Nixon wishes to speak with you and requests that you join him in his car.”

Casting a discreet glance at Kallie, who sat beside her, Bria responded in a frosty, decisive tone, “Inform them I’m unwell and wish to return home to rest.”

The driver relayed Bria’s message. However, one of the men approached their car, tapping insistently on the window.

Containing her frustration, Bria rolled down the window and forced a tight smile. “Is my message not clear?”

The man maintained his composure and politely replied, “Miss Nixon, we’re only here to deliver Mr. Nixon’s message. Please, make it easy for us.”

His companion added, “Mr. Nixon is concerned about your well-being. It’s risky for you to be on your own in the city. He’d prefer you stay at his place, where he can ensure your safety.”

Bria’s expression soured. As they had matured, Ewing had grown noticeably distant from her. Without their tenuous link as cousins, it was doubtful they would communicate at all. When had he started caring so much about her?

Fearing Kallie’s existence being exposed, Bria was naturally reluctant. “Living together with Ewing would be awkward. Despite being relatives, the boundaries between a man and a woman remain, so I’d prefer not to,” she said.

The man, having predicted her reluctance, responded promptly, “Don’t fret. Mr. Nixon owns a spacious estate here, complete with top-notch doctors for you. Moreover, Mr. Nixon intends to transfer your medical team from Ferelden here, ensuring your health is monitored at all times. Since Mr. Nixon has to continue searching for your cousin, he’ll need to extend his stay. He would worry if you returned alone.”

The statement was solid, leaving Bria no room to argue.

With a slight clench of her teeth, Bria realized that any further objections might arouse Ewing’s suspicion. She hoped his concerns were genuine.

Bria finally conceded. “I understand.

the two men turned

a deep breath, Bria immediately

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hard to manage such a simple task? Ewing is getting suspicious. If he uncovers the truth,

was the son of Tyrone’s eldest son, whereas Bria and her elder brother were the progeny of Tyrone’s

changed dramatically after Bria’s elder brother went abroad for his studies and came back a different

little interest in the Nixon family’s fortune. But influenced by Bria’s elder brother, they all started to see the

favored Ewing, which was clear

seemed gentle and innocuous, she harbored a deep jealousy toward those

in Ferelden, Bria had been covertly searching for robust individuals, but Ewing invariably caught on

with her elder brother, who reproached her for her carelessness and the inevitable exposure of their plans. He warned that their family was on the brink of ruin and that once Tyrone passed away, there would be no foothold for their family, and they

Bria and

home, Bria resumed her search for robust candidates, assuming Ewing was too entangled in

vigilant, thwarting Bria

stuck in Avalon longer than anticipated, Bria had planned to expedite the surgery. Now, it seemed impossible to proceed as she had

turned sharply, her gaze icy as it

stare and momentarily felt a surge of fear, but she quickly regained her composure. She reasoned that if Bria had intended to

she surmised that someone behind

or his

in his approach, inquired, “Miss Nixon, should I move

more suspicious Ewing will become. It’s pointless now. Ewing knows

fake smile. “Remember, if you disobey, I will resort to methods beyond your worst nightmares to torture you. Stay in line, and your unborn

course of action was to heed Bria’s